I awakened from dreams about fucking Amy's mouth to the feeling of somebody's fingertips caressing my neck and shoulders. I was laying naked in bed on my stomach, having fallen asleep after masturbating into a pair of Amy's thong panties earlier that night. I awakened slowly to notice she was sitting on the edge of my bed wearing the same skirt and tank top she had on before. She must have just come back from the party.
"Hey, hon. How'd the party go," I asked as I propped myself up on my elbows. The blanket fell down to the middle of my back. She had no way of knowing I was naked underneath, but the thought of being exposed in front of her made me both excited and nervous.
"It was alright, I guess. Good music, good dancing, big assholes. The usual frat party." She laughed and grinned at me – that same grin that made me fall for her in the first place years ago.
I rolled onto my side to face her and she laid down next to me and facing me, only she was on top of the covers. She hugged me close and kissed me full on the lips. Where we usually had little pecks, this was a little more lingering and full that usual. I didn't react to it any differently, but I made a mental note of it – it wasn't lost on me, and I was pleased. We faced each other and smiled.
"How was your reading?" she asked.
"Didn't end up getting much of it done actually," I said. "It was just too boring."
She nodded and told me not to worry about it. "Your class will go fine," she added.
"So anyway, what brings you into my office at this late hour?" I asked.
"Oh, I just wanted to ask you another favor," Amy said with a little girlish pouting expression – the one she always used on me to get her way. "My alarm is broken and I was wondering if you could come into my room and wake me up so I won't miss my lunch with my parents tomorrow at noon."
"Okay, I can do that easily enough," I said smiling.
"Thanks sweetie!" she said and hugged and kissed me again. This time she definitely let it linger and sucked on my bottom lip a little bit. I wondered if she'd been loosened up a bit by the drinks at the party, but didn't much mind if this is what it got me. She hopped off the bed and walked toward my door, her ass wavering back and forth as usual while she walked sexily.
"Hey, hon?" I said.
She stopped and looked over her shoulder at me. As she did, she kicked off her heels and bent over slightly, lifted up her skirt just enough to reach under it and slide her panties off. She exposed half her ass as she did so, but no more than I'd seen when she wore her short shorts. Nevertheless, it left me speechless and with a huge erection. She stood up straight, allowing her g-string and her skirt to fall back down. She picked up the thong and her heels and said, "Well… what is it?"
I started to stammer. I had been staring while she took off her panties absent-mindedly. She smiled at my doltish attempts as speech. "Silly boy," she said. "I love you, sweetie. Have sweet dreams."
"That's what I meant to say," I smiled. "I love you too, hon. Sleet tight."
The next morning I woke up a couple hours before Amy's lunch with her parents. I slipped on a pair of blue athletic shorts with nothing underneath and a white tank top that displayed my shoulders and decently muscled arms to my liking. I walked across the hall and found Amy's door open a crack. I pushed it open and walked inside quietly.
My cock became hard the moment I saw her. Amy was lying on her stomach in bed. On the floor next to the bed were Amy's skirt, thong and tank top from the night before. The covers were pulled down so far that they only covered three quarters of her ass. She was totally naked underneath. I could see a couple inches of the crack of her ass peaking out as well as all of her slender and smooth delicate back. Her arms were tucked under the pillow above her head. I could see the sides of her tits swelling slightly underneath her.
I sat down slowly and easily on the side of her bed. Amy stirred slightly and then appeared to drift back into sleep. I then reached out and touched her back. I caressed the small of her back gently with the back of my hand, back and forth. Her eyes slowly opened and then she smiled at me. She sleepily said, "Morning, sweetie. Thanks for waking me up."
"Morning, hon," I said. "Sleep well?"
"Oh, yeah. I had great dreams."
"What about?" I asked.
"Fucking," she said with a wicked grin.
"You're bad," I laughed.
She giggled and her tits giggled slightly as she did. "You don't know the half of it," Amy added.
"What's the other half?" I asked.
"Oh, nothing…" she said and grinned wickedly.
"What!" I insisted, smiling back playfully.
"Just that I was dreaming about fucking you," she said and laughed, her face turning red. She propped herself up onto her elbows and covered the bottom half of her face with her hands as she blushed and smiled, staring right at me. I could see the sides of her tits hanging down, jiggling freely as she laughed. I couldn't see her nipples, though, in the shadows underneath her body.
I gulped and blushed as I looked back at her. "You really are bad," I said.
"It was just a dream. We can't control our dreams," she said, trying to look innocent.
"Uh huh," I said teasingly. "I just hope it was good dream sex."
"Oh, it was," she answered. "Very kinky," she said, winking.
Before I could say any more – and much to my dismay, she reached back and pulled the covers up from her half-exposed ass all the way to her shoulders so she could roll over without exposing herself. She rolled onto her back and propped herself up on one elbow. With her other arm, she held the blanket over her swelling tits. She did nothing to reveal a fine swell of cleavage. The blanket almost revealed her nipples. But I wasn't complaining. Her tits swayed gently as she fidgeted to get into position.
She gave me the same girlish pouting face she always gave me when she wanted me to do something – large or small. "Could you hand me my panties?" she gestured down to the g-string from the night before she had tossed on the floor. "I need to go get a shower if I'm going to be on time."
